Heritage

On rollerblades zig zagging past the throng of people, an 80’s inspired Olivia Newton-John outfit, Melissa Aki comes to a halt and sadly shakes her head at the people outside the Chinese Theatre in downtown L.A. She mused to herself, not to Daniela but her own inner voice. Why do people clamour to be as close to fame as they can be? Does it fuel their ego to be close to another mentally impaired human? She really didn't get the notion of fame or infamy. What did debased people get from it? Heartache was all. Being clawed at every minute of everyday and for what? Like Britney it was all about how others saw her. She is a shell because she has no real personality. That fabricated mask she wears is just so that people will talk about her. I couldn't give a fuck if they did or didn't talk about me. I do what I do and sod the rest of these morons. But hey, she thought, it feeds the Hollywood machine. All these slaves to Instagram, snapchat, Twitter et al. All those posts are a mask, she pondered the notion of social media.

She was off again as we faded out and then faded back in with Melissa now sitting on the O of the Hollywood sign. She was wearing a shirt denim skirt, a pink pullover and was smiling at the city below.

“Britney Anders is triggered as always because she feels entitled, she needs to tantrum, to stamp her feet and scream with bullshit bullet points because she ran away again but once more she wants to come back when she wants to and reclaim her title. See Britney I don't care about you, about what you perceive is an injustice or even facing you in the ring again. I do not hide like you do, I do not run away like you do. I have been here on every damn show, winning two different titles now and you see this title for you is all there is and your ego is so shook you can't have it but as you believe yourself to be the best thing since some dandy sliced some bread, then surely Sam is the one you should be gunning for but alas if you want to fight me then come step to me or jog on like the useless bag of shit you really are. Either way you will be wondering which pouty picture to post and blame the roofing guy for costing you a title. I got bigger and better to concern myself with.”

She swings her legs over the edge, humming to herself the soft rock classic ‘Here I go Again’ She refocuses on the task at hand.

“Olivia Oreano. I have faced Talia twice and beaten her both times but you are an altogether different proposition. I know you may think people don't take notice of you and think you slide under the radar but I been watching you my dear. I saw you give Sam one hell of a match and you will do the same with me and you know this title I hold well it may not be the ultimate prize I want but I am happy to have it but you...oh I know you want it to badly. You can taste it, feel that gold slither over your tongue, the crunch of the metal between your teeth and as I said that is your level, that is your goal but when you have had the best title and hold this it feels like a drop, a demotion. Then there is the constant anti bacterial wipes as you know Anders herpes can lurk under the surface. I like what you have done Olivia and if you beat me then bravo. You won and I lost. You get to fight Anders for it. I know you believe in yourself, hell we all do in this game, even to the degree of belittling your opponent but I won't do that because I think you have something about you that could rock the boat here and when I eventually decide on my next course of action I will have had a successor who was worthy of the name Heritage but even if you fail you will have other chances to make your name. I believe this totally.

I know you might listen, watch this naked in your bathroom you damn perverts or wherever it is you have my well spoken voice and lovely little physique. Maybe you are worried about me? Isn't that cute!? I am not falling into some depression. I just know how I feel and sooner or later I will need a break but unlike certain cuckolds I do not run away when I have to defend my title. Olivia, I beg you to take me lightly, maybe you think I am prime for defeat but you would sadly be mistaken. I am going to still be the champion its just it is very hard to motivate yourself when you face off against someone like you. No disrespect but you are not Nox, not Kross, not Sammy you know? But I will get my game face on.”

She dangles her feet over the edge of the O but feels like somewhere she has taken a misstep, her words hadn't rung true. What was it she was feeling?

“Olivia maybe some of what I said was said for someone other than you, maybe I was speaking generally but when it comes down to it I cannot guarantee victory or failure. My Dark family are always there but you have to realise your own goal, your own mindset if you want to win. So many of us go on and on about how we will crush the opponent and use this to feed our narcissism and ego but what happens when you fail? It doesn't seem like too many get lambasted for saying one thing and doing another. We should be held by our words and actions. Therefore whatever happens happens. If I lose. Then you were better than me on the night. If I win the same logic applies. All I want Olivia is to put on one hell of a show and I hope you prove why you are seen as the future of CW. I want to see your A game and then we can see how far you've come.”

Maki jumps off and rolls on the grass below. She looks out at the city below and marvels at just what money can buy you.